Saucix starts picking through the large rock pile. He soon notices a cold draft along the floor, and behind the rock pile he spots a crack in the wall by the floor, a couple inches large. Some snow has blown in through it. He keeps searching the pile, and suddenly his fingers touch something soft and scaly. He pulls his hand back, moments before several snake heads shoot out, snapping at the air. A ball of intertwined snakes falls out of the pile onto the floor, hissing weakly. They seem rather dazed. Saucix sees that they were lying on top of a round stone, about half a foot in diameter, perfectly white and smooth.